Nightglow Window

First Early Morning Ride Of Fall

Up before dawn to meet Luke at 6:30 a.m. and the view outside my window is a soft murk. Fog hangs thick as I fill my water bottles and try to wake up; my head as cottony as the scenery.

Ten minutes into the ride, in the sun, I realize just how much of an afternoon weenie I've become -- and how much stronger Luke is now that he's without a car. My easy training ride has become something else entirely.


The murk.


Heading up Elfin Forest